How I started my Thursday morning

Came into work this morning as always, opened up the gates, opened up the office and I opened the shop which is usually someone else's job, but since he's away for the week, I opened the shop.

Well, seems that I entered the code in wrong.

Some of the guys get here, I goof on the computer for a bit before I start work. I hit the can, come back out and there are cops banging on the door, saying they've been there for ten minutes.

The conversation goes like this.

Me: Hey, what's up?

Guys: are you alright?

Cops: Adam, step out here for a minute.

Me: Oh... shit. Wasn't me.

Cops: We got a report of a robbery.

Long story short, they came in with guns drawn into the shop where the guys were. I was in the shitter, not hearing them bang on the door, so they were about to bust in here. They search the place and leave.

I know what the cops said, but what I heard was:

Cops: Hi Adam. Jail jail jail jail jail.

Now the guys are giving me hell about it (just fuckin with me) and the bosses have yet to get here. I already called one... the other one, the big boss, already knows.

Long story short, they came in with guns drawn into the shop where the guys were. I was posting on hondaswap, not hearing them bang on the door, so they were about to bust in here. They search the place and leave.

haha i had the same thing happen to me at my shop except the cops came in and i walked out of the bathroom and blam i was staring down the barrel of an assault rifle. needless to say i needed a new pair of shorts after that.

haha i had the same thing happen to me at my shop except the cops came in and i walked out of the bathroom and blam i was staring down the barrel of an assault rifle. needless to say i needed a new pair of shorts after that.